once i was in my kitchen, minding my own, making a sandwich, when i heard a noise in the driveway. i figured it was some neighborhood kids who had been stealing change and stuff out of cars parked in driveways and on the streets so i snuck over to the door, sandwich in hand.
i flung the door open as hard as i could while simultaneously flipping on the porch light and was struck by the sight of a family of five raccoons of varying sizes sitting three feet from the steps. their eyes narrowed as they surveyed the open portal and then shifted their attention to my sandwich. they hissed in unison and i slammed the door, locked it and turned off the light.
fuck that shit.